The Triceraton armada begins its all-out campaign against
the Styracodons by bombarding their colony planet, Nurthoon, with phage
missiles. The missiles deliver a
chemical payload that dissolve the flesh of numerous unsuspecting Styracodons. Michelangelo finds the tactic revolting, but
Captain T’Zirk insists that it’s more humane, as softening the Styracodon
resistance force will lead to fewer deaths when their troopers invade the
planet. T’Zirk admits that the battle
will not be easier, however, but Mikey is eager to get his feet on the ground
and bash some Styracodons.

Down in the sewer lair, the shrunken Donatello is
sleeping soundly inside his robot body.
He dreams…

Donatello is on his way from Nothamptonshire when he
finds a log spanning a river; the only way across. As he crosses, he’s confronted by the Dark
Master of Shredwood Forest (a Shredder-like knight). The Dark Master refuses him passage and the
two duel on the log. Donatello goads the
Dark Master into rushing him and easily knocks him off the log and into the
water. The Dark Master’s helmet pops
off, revealing Casey Jones, who mumbles something existential about April…

Donatello is woken from his sleep by the ringing of his
cell phone. Donnie answers it and is
surprised to hear the sound of April’s voice.
She says that she’s in Nevada and plans on coming home from her road
trip. Donnie gives her a rundown of what’s
been going on since she left, but April abruptly has to hang up. A gang of redneck Harley Davidson enthusiasts
are incensed at the sight of her Honda motorcycle and decide to pour beer all
over it.

April confronts the bikers before they can slash her tires
and they try to beat her up for riding a “Jap” bike. April uses her ninja training to take them
all down and forces the last one to clean the beer off her bike with his
do-rag. The rednecks then scurry away,
proving once and for all that only racist cowards prefer Harley Davidson
motorcycles (don't get mad at me; I didn't write the comic).
April hits the road, hoping to reach Massachusetts in a few days.

In the Battle Nexus, in the foothills of the Alarana
Range, a robed figure sips tea on the porch of a cottage. The Gyogi appears to him and informs him that
the one he’s been waiting for, Leonardo, has arrived in the Battle Nexus. The robed figure asks if it is “the right
Leonardo” and the Gyogi confirms that it is.
The robed figure then pulls back his hood, revealing… Master Splinter?

*This issue was not released direct to market. It was originally published exclusively
online via Peter Laird’s TMNT blog in October, 2010. It was eventually published in a physical
format, limited to 1000 copies, in April, 2015.

*As a result of this delay in physical publication, TMNT
(Vol. 4) #32 was actually published first.

*This issue also included Jim Lawson’s sketch cover and a
blank sketch page as bonus content.

Review:

Free comics: You get what you pay for.

Or that was the attitude for about five years, before a
physical copy of this issue was published and I had to pay for it. Now I’m free to have any critical opinion I
want!

Fuck yeah, consumerism.

Mikey seems to be acting maybe a little out of character
in his arc. I know the Styracodons put
him through Hell, but seeing him this enthusiastic about wholesale slaughter,
slaughter which he’s eager to participate in, just doesn’t seem like him. Maybe Laird is going for the idea that Mikey’s
finally “snapped” or maybe we just don’t know the whole story yet, I
dunno. But man, Mikey is all about
fuckin’ murder.

Donatello’s dream sequence is one of those things that doesn’t
appear to serve any narrative purpose, it’s just there. I’m guessing Laird put it in there because he
thought it would be fun to write and see Lawson draw, and since this is his
comic and all he’s got every right to put something in there for his own
amusement even if it wastes time.

A bit more self-indulgent is April’s segment, where she
fights a bunch of rednecks wearing Harley Davidson t-shirts who just
hate-hate-HATE “ricer bikes”. Laird caricatures
the mortal hell out of the opposing side because I don’t even fucking know why
this scene had to be there. Laird just
really, REALLY wanted everyone to know that Harley enthusiasts are all racist
drunks with poor taste in beer (yes, April even mocks the beer they like,
because everything they do is wrong).

Now, Peter Laird is a motorcycle fan and his favorite
companies are Moto Guzzi and Honda. How
do I know this? Because he mentions it
ALL THE FUCKING TIME in these damn comics.
He even inserted dialogue referencing Moto Guzzi in his heinous “remaster”
of TMNT #1 (I’m not even fucking kidding).
It’s a case where the characters just devolve into mouthpieces to recite
Laird’s opinions on something as frivolous as motorcycles, while all who dare oppose
him are rendered as the most embarrassing sort of strawmen.

This is some terrible writing and you don’t have to give
a shit about motorcycles to see it (I know I certainly don’t care about them).

Anyway, the fact that April instinctively calls Donatello
with the news that she’s coming home seems like a callback to the short back-up
strip “This Mortal Shell”. In that
story, April confers with Donatello before leaving on her trip, so the moments
sort of act as bookends to her arc.

On the other hand, Laird said specifically that “This
Mortal Shell” was a non-canon story (though I don’t know why), so if he WAS
going for some sort of callback to it, that’s rather strange.

Oh yeah, and Splinter might be alive? If that’s the same Splinter from the Mirage
universe? It’s been five years and we
still don’t know for sure? Yeah, I kinda
don’t care anymore.

This was an extremely frivolous, self-indulgent issue
that achieves next to nothing aside from sucking. Laird must have been bullied on his Segway by
some tough guys wearing Harley shirts and now he’s gotten even with them. Yeah!
You sure showed THEM, Pete!

"Laird must have been bullied on his Segway by some tough guys wearing Harley shirts and now he’s gotten even with them."

Laird documented in one of his blogs an incident where he was riding some sort of bicycle with an unusual frame (that looked like a normal bike that was bent, I guess). Some man saw the bike and said something like, "Don't you think you need to lose some weight?". Maybe this was the Harley shirt guy?

Next time I watch the Fred Wolf Turtles and David Wise's numerous commentaries about Big Business, I'll think, "Wow, he was way more subtle than Laird now happens to be." Not the best place to be, really.

"Laird must have been bullied on his Segway by some tough guys wearing Harley shirts and now he’s gotten even with them. Yeah! You sure showed THEM, Pete!"

Yeah! In a comic that very few people will ever read, and certainly not his intended targets! That's the ultimate revenge!

Seriously, besides the South Park parallel that Jeff noted, the whole bit with the motorcycle also reminds me of MST3K riffing on the "Buzz pouring beer on a punk's bike and said punk tries to get revenge and fails hard" scene from "The Girl In Gold Boots" If only this was uttered in the Mirage version, "Let's just go back to law school, we're terrible bikers."

As someone born in NYC, I'm pretty much been scared to go mid-west and stop in a small-town bar because all media has taught me that red-necks hate "city folk."

I feel if I step one foot in the mid-west they'll see I'm some "city-slicker" and beat me up and steal my ride. The media sure does love to play up rednecks ganging up on city folk. Does this actually happen in real life?